A retired reincarnation of a certain American film.

Chapter 34 Unreliable Brian

Built in the 50s, it is said to be a manor mansion built by Eddie Fisher for Elizabeth Taylor.

After Luke got out of the car with Brian, he looked at the mansion in front of him.

"Wow, this place is so beautiful, it must be worth a lot of money."

"This……"

"This is an asset seized by the FBI. In theory, no money is needed!"

A middle-aged bald man, wearing a white shirt, tie, glasses, and white skin, came out and extended his hand to Luke very friendly: "Ted Gassner, FBI Los Angeles Office Deputy Director of Operations.”

Luke smiled and shook hands: "Luke, you should be a trainee agent at the FBI's Los Angeles office?"

Gassner smiled: "Of course, let's go and take a look?"

Luke shrugged.

next second.

As soon as he walked in with Brian and Gassner, he was stopped by a man wearing sunglasses, a police badge and a pistol on his waist.

Is there a third person?

You kid didn't tell the truth.

Luke looked at Brian.

Brian frowned and said, "Shet, Mousse, and Luke are our own."

Mousse, who is also a member of the FBI, but is mainly responsible for security work, said: "Sorry, the supervisor has told me that no matter who comes in, they will be checked."

Brian frowned.

Luke smiled, opened his arms, and looked at the agent named Mousse: "Okay, I understand the rules."

Mousse didn't say anything, and stretched out her hand directly to touch Luke.

next second.

Clang.

A wrench fell from Luke's clothes to the ground.

Mousse was stunned for a moment, just as he was about to pick it up.

moment.

The tinkling sound sounded like raindrops hitting the floor.

Cross wrench, plum blossom wrench, small wrench, big wrench, spark plug...

Soon.

Under Luke's feet were piles of things that a professional auto mechanic would use from time to time.

Mousse couldn't help but take off her sunglasses.

Ganas, who was standing with Brian, was also a little surprised when he saw this scene.

When Brian saw the wrench, he seemed to have thought of something, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Lu Ke looked normal. Looking at Mousse who looked surprised in front of him, he shrugged, apologized, and then explained: "As everyone knows, I pretend to be an auto mechanic, so with these things, it's very normal."

Mous thought about it and thought it was right. He nodded, and then found an M9 pistol from Luke's waist. After confirming that there were no other dangerous items on him, he stood aside and made a pass. Permitted.

Upon seeing this, Ganas pointed to the building opposite the exquisite bridge in the courtyard.

"Let's go."

"it is good."

Luke lifted his feet again, followed Brian, and after crossing the small bridge, he whispered: "This mousse, you don't know whether I am or not."

Brian shook his head: "I don't know."

Luke said oh.

He said he didn't believe Brian.

Forget it.

A hail of bullets.

Even if two people die, they will die.

Three people die, which is also death.

It’s better to be prepared than to be prepared for a rainy day!

Luke thought in his mind, and then followed Brian and Ganas who were walking in front, and came to the house. Then he saw inside the house. There were more than a dozen computers placed. In front of him, there were about More than a dozen federal agents.

WTF?

One question mark after another appeared unconsciously on Luke's head.

Hey!
Brian!
Luke looked at Brian expressionlessly.Are these the three you're talking about?

Agent Mousse just showed up, and Luke said he could accept it.

But right now?
A dozen agents suddenly appeared?

What the hell.Under the hail of bullets, it doesn't matter if three or four people die.

But if everyone here died all at once, and he was the only one left alive, I'm afraid some fool would know something was wrong.

Brian seemed to have received Luke's look, and then he shook his head calmly.

Said these people did not know his true identity.

Luke looked at the dozen federal agents working in front of the computers in the lobby.

His eyes met the eyes of several federal agents in mid-air.

next second.

Luke made his own judgment.

These people, indeed, seemed to have no idea of ​​his true identity.

at this time.

A cubicle not far away was pushed open, and then a muscular, dark-skinned man wearing casual clothes appeared in sight.

This person is none other than FBI, California, Los Angeles Office, Operations Director, Agent in Charge, Bill Kings!
"coming."

Supervisor Hei looked at Lu Ke who appeared behind him, raised his chin in a familiar manner, and waved to Lu Ke: "Lu, come in quickly, I'm waiting for you."

The federal agent in the office saw his supervisor being so enthusiastic and couldn't help but look at Luke a few more times.

When Luke was the last one to enter the room, he happened to hear the whispers coming from outside the moment the door closed.

"There is also an agent of Eastern descent in our office. Why didn't I know? Doesn't Kings hate these Eastern descent people?"

"do not know."

"I heard yesterday that our office does have a new undercover agent working outside."

"It should be him."

"Undercover agent, wow, that's real."

"He's so handsome."

Ok.

These people really don't know his true identity.

That's fine.

Luke thought to himself, and then looked at Bill Kings not far away, who motioned for him to take a seat, nodded, pulled out a chair next to Brian, and sat down.

Bill Kings didn't say much nonsense either.

Straight to the point.

"I'm very satisfied with yesterday's gift. Brian told me your request. Yes, no problem. I can satisfy you and destroy a human smuggling network in Los Angeles that has been operating for many years. This kind of credit can indeed improve your level. , from A1 to A2, from a trainee agent to a full agent."

There are nineteen levels in the FBI.

A1 is the lowest.

D4 is the highest.

The director of the FBI is a D4, while his deputy, the senior executive deputy director, is a D3, the director of operations is a D2, and the director of administration is a D1.

The directors and directors of each state are at the C4 level, and the supervisors are at the C3 level.

Directors of local branch bureaus are at the B4 level, while operational directors, administrative directors and the like are at the B3 level.

For example, the Bill Kings in front of me is at the B3 level.

His deputy, this Ganas, is at the B2 level.

Class A, even A4, is for work.

As for the director of the FBI headquarters who sits in Washington and often appears on television and in interviews...

That thing is a perfect mascot.

If there is a president, he can appoint an amateur as director at will.

Just like the president can order an amateur to be the director of the CIA at will.

To put it bluntly.

Whether it's the director of the FBI or the director of the CIA, they are just temporary workers.

……

(End of this chapter)